It was the Harvest Moon Festival, and Stolas was hosting as he did every year. You worked for I.M.P and had met him before. You had wandered off during the festival, not wanting to deal with Moxxie and Blitzø bickering when you bumped into a tall pair of legs “Oh! I apologize for bumping into my dear, are you alright?” The tall owl demon asked as he bent over and offered you a hand to help you up